"Master, there is a believer from Austria who wants to see you!" A young monk entered the master's room, clasped his hands and reported respectfully.

"Hey, whether you like it or not, what is supposed to come will always come!" Xi Zhu Tenzin, the owner of this temple and the most respected guru among believers in several nearby counties, flashed a trace of worry in his eyes and held the turquoise in his hand.

The rosary twirled around and said, "Let him in!"

"Hello, dear Master Sirjo Tenzin, I am Clint Hoover!" Clint Hoover saluted with his hands together as if he were a scholar or a follower, and then said his name, "I came from a far away place.

, hope to receive your blessing!”

The young monk served butter tea and local snacks to entertain the guests, and then left quietly, leaving space for them! Xi Zhu Tenzin gently touched Clint Hoover's head and said, "May the Buddha bless you.

You, a guest from afar!"

"Dear Master! I bring greetings from Dharamshala!" Clint Hoover cut open the layer of his underwear, took out a letter and handed it to Master Sigdrup Tenzin with both hands, and then returned to his seat.

He sat down and secretly looked at the changes in Xi Zhu Tenzin's expression, trying to guess his thoughts.

However, he was destined to be disappointed! Xi Zhu Tenzin's face still had that compassionate and kind look, without any change! He did not open the envelope he handed over! Instead, he asked directly, "Dear guest, don't you want to

I'm afraid you came thousands of miles away just to deliver this letter, right?"

"Yes! I am a volunteer from the civilized world! I have traveled thousands of miles to come here to help your people resist the rule of the Chinese government and establish their own country!" The letter he just handed over already contained

vaguely clarifies his identity, so Critter Hoover

He did not hide his purpose, "My friends and I all believe that the Tubo people have the right to establish their own country! In this country, people do not have to worry about their beliefs being interfered with, and they will be bathed in the light of the Buddha.

Live a carefree and happy life!”

"Dear Mr. Hoover! What do you think we need most now? What do you want me to do to convince my people to act according to your wishes?" Master Xi Zhu Tenzin did not answer, but put forward his own

question.

"Master respected by millions of believers, please call me Clint! This is not my wish, but the sincere desire of millions of believers!" He tried to use such little tricks to draw closer to each other.

, said after a moment of silence, "I think what is needed most here right now is freedom and democracy! And the right to express one's beliefs without any interference!"

Hearing this, Xi Zhu Tenzin slowly shook his head, "Dear Mr. Hoover, I don't care where you come from or who you work for! I just want you to go back to where you came from! Please let us innocent people go."

Let’s live a peaceful life in our hometown, it’s good like this!”

Clint Hoover never thought that his plan would be aborted before it even started! His mind suddenly changed, and he reluctantly persuaded, "Master! This land does not belong to the Chinese in the first place! They have invaded and occupied your ancestors for generations.

The land left behind forces you to live according to their customs! Are you and your people so willing to accept their rule?"

"Guest! Then what do you think we should do? What can you bring to our lives?" Xi Zhu Tenzin asked again.

"You should call on your followers to unite and drive them out from the plateau! Then establish your own country. We will support you with funds and weapons! International public opinion will also be on your side!" Clint -

Hoover thought that Xi Zhu Tenzin was interested, so he hurriedly made his own terms!

"Drive them away? Are you asking me to drive away the doctors who roam the pastoral areas and treat the believers? Or the railway workers who built the railway so that we can eat fresh vegetables? Or those who teach students in the classroom

"Teachers who impart knowledge to our children." Sigdrup Tenzin looked at him without blinking, "Then what should we do? We are still resigned to fate when we get sick, as in the past, guarding the rich resources deep in the land but unable to exploit them?"

"

"As long as we gain freedom, these are not problems, we can do it." Clint Hoover wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Sigdrup Tenzin's words.

"You can't do anything! Brad Pitt can't bring us enough vegetables, and Sophie Marceau can't keep our children away from illness! Even you Americans can't build on the plateau.

Railway!" Xi Zhu Tenzin bluntly told his origin, "You can do nothing but use us to show your hypocritical emotions! You can't bring us a better life, it's just

They just want to use us to achieve their own selfish goals!"

"But you see, the young people here are being assimilated by them."

"I want to ask you, why can't the race that I am part of and inherit from my bloodline enjoy the fruits of the progress of human civilization? Why do we have to live in tents, light butter lamps and chant the Buddha's name?

For a bunch of outsiders to sigh and pay tribute?" Xi Zhu Tenzin's tone became fierce, "There may be people who are willing to give up civilization and return to ignorance, but that is definitely not us!"

After saying so many words, Xi Zhu Tenzin, who was no longer young, looked a little tired. He waved and said, "You'd better leave! I believe that not many young people here are willing to give up their lives to win a life without the Internet for themselves."

, a world without electricity and modern civilization! Our nation is simple, but not stupid! You cannot bring us a better life, all you can bring is misfortune and death!"

"Damn it! You stupid guys! Can't you just give up your cheap lives and cause some trouble to the Chinese government as we want!" Clint Hoover came out of the temple and did not leave immediately.

Instead, he found a place to stay in a nearby county and tried to find another spokesperson.

"Open the door and bring boiling water!" the waiter's voice sounded. Clint Hoover opened the door without doubting him, but what greeted him was a black hole in the door.

"Made is retarded! Having done this once is not enough and you want to do it a second time? Do you really think that the relevant departments in China are just freeloaders?" Hey, have all the elites in the United States been transferred to the Middle East? Why?
Chapter completed!